Erotic Memoirs of a Middlesex Escort

The sexy swingers and the Middlesex escort

17th March 2012

It had been my first experience of swingers and swinging and it had left an indelible mark on my psyche. It had been so intense, so passionate, so rich and varied in the sensuality of the scenarios played out in the bedroom that I knew that I would never find straight one on one sex as interesting ever again. What had been really hot was when each of the couple would take it in turns to be the dominating sex partner and I was the sweet, young innocent object of their affections. It would be fair to say that each of the two had enjoyed my firm and nubile body, I had been ravished without interruption for over two hours that night and for my part I was a willing and eager plaything.

And now I was aroused by the idea of repeating the experience but how to go about it. I would think about it later in the day when I was on my way to Middlesex escorts. I worked as a visiting escort at the Middlesex agency and had a loyal following of clients, all men, who couldn’t get enough of my intimate companionship and sensual massages. If I could come up with an idea I was keen to get back in the saddle as it were as soon as possible. The experience had been incredibly thrilling and the culmination of the evening, when Sylvia held down my arms and Roger took me and I wrapped my legs around his waist even as the sexy Middlesex girl kissed and nibbled at my neck and cheeks and talked dirty in my ear had been particularly special.

Around four I set off for my first date. I had an hour or so free and as I was famished I decided to stop off for a coffee and a sandwich on my way to Middlesex escorts. There was a small place I knew that would be open and would have a spare table at this time of day. I parked the car and walked in and immediately I was struck by the beauty of the young waitress, a girl of no more than nineteen and an absolutely ravishing stunner.

Her hair was light brown and tied up and back. She had sculpted, high cheekbones and with no hair to blur or conceal her face you could see the devastating beauty in all of her glory. Her lips were large, pouting treats that I would have liked to enjoy. Her deep blue eyes held a mystery and an allure that could not be ignored. Her skin was blemish free, a sexy Middlesex girl exuding a sweet and fresh innocence that I found intoxicating.